Lyrics:
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
stay 'til the day that you're gone
This old house
Down by the water where your father was born
Wallpaper's patched
And the door's never latched
Cos
to Widdecombe Fair,
Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davey,
Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawk,
Old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all,
Old Uncle Tom Cobbley
I'm a boss, and that's some old news
Slavin' for this dollar shower power for my whole crew
Goin Jack Bauer for an hour for my old school
I'm
I am a simple goat
I live on the back of a pick-up truck
The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope
Am I happy he don't give a fuck
He's
the house
We don't have anything else for you to do
You using bad English we don't want you to rub on our children
I am going to take you to an old folk home
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
The Reaping Crone rides the sky
Sweeping, reaping
The old and the dead are to her hearth fires led
By the twinkling of her eye
Drawing down
again
Take me back, once again
Up the river to that red tinned roof
That old farm house just up over from the river bend
Singing out those old songs
the house, it's beautiful
And I kept the old one for my dogs
Sometimes it just works out (Shit works out)
Peace
Oh, and now I own two houses, oh
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
I'm Living My Dream
Peter Pannatt
I make em believe
Peter Pannatt
Fuck Is You Mean ?
I Cant Be Sitting Blue
Covered In Green ( GET MONEY ! )
Me
a diamond on your hand
[Money B]
The Itsy-Bitsy Spider was a whoridah
Said he met the judge's daughter and went up inside her
[Shock-G]
House, there's
lil' bum nigga
You walk around ya house in an
Old Versace robe wit' one slipper
Made an album called Split Personalities
Until I smack them all back into
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now he trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about
[Chorus]
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now he trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about
[Chorus]
try
To bottle lightning
By and by
I've seen old men
Close their eyes
Lift their chin
To meet the breeze
Smilin' wistful
cs it brought ‘em
Precious
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
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